And in the middle of it sat two little girls and one five-year-old boy who knew something evil had walked into his house.
Daniel was arrested that afternoon.
Nicole too, two days later.
And me?
I gave my statement through vomit breaks and panic attacks and the slow horror of recovering my own memory. The detectives were gentler than I deserved and harsher than I wanted.
Both made sense.
Do you think Hannah deserves sympathy after the final reveal, or did her role make her just as guilty?
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